I bask in the memory of those orange afternoons when the tires run smoothly on a sun-kissed asphalt. My heart just stared blankly at everything, unabashed, silent and roaring.
- Kimmy Bureros, 1996

the era of unrequited love

May 13, 2008

"Don’t miss that one shy star up in the dark abyss just because nearby ones are shining too brightly at you, blinding you," she said.

"Why are you telling me that?" he asked.

"Well, you just missed it."

Posted by coriander at 2:38 am | permalink | comments[3]

     

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